One sided love

 I’m exhausted… not just from the sleepless nights, but from carrying a love that feels one-sided.

I’m tired of the lies, the excuses, and the way I always have to be the one to initiate a call, just to feel like I still matter. Do you know how heavy it feels to always be the one reaching out, while the other person keeps pulling away?

At first, I told myself it was just a phase. That maybe you were busy, maybe you were tired, maybe you just needed space. But over time, I realized that love isn’t supposed to feel like chasing. Love isn’t supposed to feel like begging for attention, for honesty, for effort.

Now, the only thing that keeps me standing are our little kids. They are my reason when my heart wants to give up, my strength when my soul feels weak. Their laughter, their hugs, their tiny voices calling me “Mama”—that’s what reminds me why I can’t completely fall apart.. 

But here’s the lesson I’ve painfully learned: sometimes, love is not enough when respect, honesty, and effort are missing. You can love someone with your whole being, but if they keep choosing lies over truth, silence over communication, and distance over presence, you’ll end up destroying yourself while trying to save a bond that’s already broken.

I used to think quitting meant failure. That walking away meant I wasn’t strong enough. But now I understand—quitting doesn’t always mean giving up; sometimes it means choosing yourself, your peace, and your dignity.

Our children deserve a mother who isn’t drained from fighting battles alone. And I deserve to feel the kind of love that doesn’t make me question my worth.